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Mai Xiaomai loved this kind of atmosphere the most.
Lin Xuanzi found a table and sat down.
Nobody here recognized him, and even if they found him familiar, they wouldn't expect someone like him to show up at a street stall in the middle of the night.
"What do you want to eat?"
Lin Xuanzi asked Mai Xiaomai with the menu in his hand.
"You order."
Mai Xiaomai was curious to see what his taste was like.
"Yanjing beer, stir-fried pork intestines, stir-fried snails, grilled oysters..."
Lin Xuanzi told the waiter the dish names.
It turned out they were all foods Mai Xiaomai liked.
"Is it okay?"
Lin Xuanzi asked for her opinion.
Mai Xiaomai nodded, "I love this stuff."
"Looks like we have a similar taste!"
Lin Xuanzi nodded with satisfaction, "We should eat together more often."
"Haha—"
Mai Xiaomai chuckled, "It's really unexpected that you'd like this kind of food."
